I live in an older neighborhood that is beginning to see lots of renters move in to houses around, most either black or latino. They throw trash on the streets while walking, and out the car windows while driving. Every week I pick up beer bottles, liquor bottles and junk food wrappers off my well kept yard, and since I live on a corner lot I have two streets to keep clean. It never was this way before they installed BASKETBALL GOALS in the park across the street. Now there are tennis shoes on the power lines all around the park, and we all know what that means.
So the author is FULL OF CRAP!..................
That they quit playing tennis and switched to basketball?
I have three municipal b'ball courts right around the corner from my home (I play there a couple of times a week) and we get players from out of town as well as locals, a mix of ages and races. I have not seen any problems other than the usual too-much-testosterone trash talk and shoving matches younger players seem to deal with. The few times black thug kids showed up our regular black guys put them on notice. Play hard, have fun, and leave the attitude at home. Most of them don't come back, but a couple have learned that old whitey ain't such a bad teammate or opponent. It's not the game, it's the attitude.
I have to agree with you.
My former neighborhood (in the city of Minneapolis) was turning this same way.
The people who were moving in had that “I don’t give a ____!” attitude.
I now live out in the southwest suburbs of Minneapolis and a number of my neighbors are still of color - mainly Hindus and Asians.
The difference is that they take care of their property, respect their neighbors and keep a reign on their kids from turning into street thugs.
What does it mean?
Was sitting on the porch of my old house. Fairly nice neighborhood at the time. Slight curve with trees on the inside of the curve. My side was a steep uphill so you wouldn’t see me unless you looked. Nobody would speed around the corner.
Anyway, a humungous urban female comes around the corner in her car with the windows down, leans across the seat and throws a fast food bag of trash into my yard. I hollered, she flipped me off and kept going.
“Now there are tennis shoes on the power lines all around the park, and we all know what that means”
I’ve seen that, but I didn’t know it meant anything
if you can, move now.